The neighbors interjected to persuade Zhu Lao Er to treat Zhu Lao Er as his own person and save face.

Zhu Lao Er considers himself a decent person. He didn't care about beating poor Zhu Laoba for a while, and was busy arching his hands, clenching his fists, and forking his hands...... In exchange of courtesy, he was polite to the neighbors who bowed their heads and didn't look up.

Including the one-legged Li Laohan, several old guys who had a good relationship with Zhu Lao Er ran all the way over, just to watch the excitement.

The one-legged Li Laohan patted the thin Zhu Laoba and comforted: "Xiaoba doesn't cry. If the text doesn't work, we will come to the martial arts, we Qinling mountain people will earn their lives to God, as long as we dare to work hard and have the ability to settle down, we are not afraid of running out of food. ”

Zhu Laoba, it is more appropriate to call Zhu Xiaoba at this time. Hearing the one-legged Uncle Li say this, Zhu Xiaoba cried even more.

The one-legged Li Laohan and others don't understand.

Zhu Lao Er was angry, jumped to his feet and scolded:

"That's what I told him, it's useless!"

"Xiao Si'er has a smart brain, and he was accepted as a protégé by the owner of the village, so I don't have to worry about it. Zhu Wuni has a ministry in Mingyue Camp, found someone to build a workshop, and lived with Zheng Tian's sister-in-law...... How much you earn is Wuni's, and Lao Tzu is also relieved. ”

"It's him, eleven years old, he doesn't dare to kill pigs! It's not easy for us mountain people to survive, open a workshop, run a caravan, even if it's hunting or not, there is always a time to use a knife. ”

"Even if Lao Tzu is biased towards him, give him more of the family property. Can he afford it? ”

"If you can't compete with other families, you have to fight for your life in a short time, and if you don't fight for knives, will you go to work as a hard worker in the workshop? Whether my old Zhu family is a butcher or a caravan, they all rely on a knife in their hands to speak, do you want him to earn hard-earned money?! ”

Zhu Lao Er sighed dejectedly, covered his eyes and leaned against the wall, not knowing what to do.

The man surnamed Yang, who was eating the noodles, choked. He put down the coarse porcelain bowl and looked at the other neighbors.

The one-legged old man Li approached Zhu Lao'er, frowned, and talked in a low voice.

The onlookers didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhu Lao Er letting an eleven-year-old child kill pigs, but felt that Zhu Xiaoba was indeed too weak.

At the beginning of the spring of the third year of Shengxi, a notice was posted in the public school, clearly stipulating that only those who had reached the age of sixteen could join Zhuangding.

The mountain people who planned to let Gongzhong help train their sons were dumbfounded. But all the slaughtering behaviors involving transactions are done by Zhuang Ding, so that Zhuang Ding, who has never seen blood, can practice his courage.

After the age of sixteen, you can join Zhuang Ding, how can the boy who has reached the age of ten see blood and practice courage?

Taking advantage of every opportunity to kill, let the young people gradually improve their courage, and at the same time eliminate some guys who faint at the sight of blood, is the plan proposed by the owner of the village to ensure the combat strength of Zhuang Ding.

It works great!

Open a workshop, run a business, run a caravan, mine stones...... There are few families in Mingyue Village who hunt for a living, but there are more times when they use knives. Many people found that the owner of the village had a very clever plan for seeing blood, which was especially suitable for letting his doll bleed and strengthen his courage.

After the owner of the village learned that the qualified people had let their sons and daughters kill early, they felt that they should not forcibly prohibit it, but only stipulated that children under the age of ten could not be forced to kill.

Children under the age of 10 are called teenagers, and men over the age of 16 are men. The prevailing standards of this era are so cruel.

So every time someone opens meat at home, there are always adults who force the crying teenager to kill chickens, ducks, and geese, and some people don't even let go of their daughters......

It didn't take long for the children of relatives and friends to come over and kill blood, as if it had become a kind of etiquette to take care of the younger generations.

"We want to open meat at home, and let the children come and use the knife...... You're welcome! ”

The barbarism and brutality cultivated by the mountain people's long-term hunting and killing began to transform into an alternative custom under the unintentional guidance of Li Xiang, the owner of the village. And after a few years, it precipitated into a kind of fierce folk customs.

The oldest and most senior one-legged Li Laohan scratched his head, coughed twice, and persuaded Zhu Xiaoba: "Xiaoba, your father is right!" ”

"You just killed a pheasant, a hare and a prickly fur last year, and now it's a bit of a ...... to just kill the pig But we're already lagging behind, if you don't go under the knife, won't we get rid of people? ”

"If we are looked down upon, no one will partner with us to do things, and it will be difficult to find a daughter-in-law......

Zhu Lao Er tidied up the black blindfold, gritted his teeth and said:

"Wang Qichen, who is playing with you, look at others. People now kill pigs and sheep without blinking, go out to run caravans, and it is easy to survive. ”

"Look at you again. If you can't study, and you can't go under the knife, how will you earn a living in the future? ”

Zhu Xiaoba sobbed, his eyes looked at his toes, and his two toes rubbed back and forth. The kid said weakly: "It's not that I can't get the knife, I'm afraid of blood." ”

"Can I compare with Wang Qichen's brother? He's notoriously bold...... Besides, his father died, and my father didn't die. ”

Everyone felt as if they had been immobilized......

The man surnamed Yang squirted out a mouthful of noodle soup, his shoulders shaking, and he tried his best not to laugh. Most of the other neighbors were like this, and a few women with rough hands and feet hurriedly covered their mouths.

The one-legged old man Li almost lost the wooden crutch. There he struggled to control, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Zhu Laoer's remaining one-eyed twitched strongly. He shook his head, looked left and right, and felt that everyone was laughing at him, so he rushed to his head, pulled out the pig-killing knife behind his waist and threw it out, and shouted:

"Curse Lao Tzu to die?! I'll hack you to death, unfilial son. ”

"Are you going to eat Lao Tzu?! …… Yes! Brother Li, what are you doing? ”

Say it's urgent, then it's fast.

The wooden stick cut through the air, but it was the one-legged Li Laohan who suddenly squinted his eyes and used the wooden staff to pick up the pig-killing knife that came out of his hand.

Another middle-aged man jumped in front of the sluggish Zhu Xiaoba in two steps and pushed Zhu Xiaoba away.

The one-legged Li Laohan landed on one leg, and his upper body drove his arm to twist violently, and he knocked Zhu Laoer's belly and thighs and knees a few times quickly.

Zhu Lao Er regretted it the moment he threw out the knife. He couldn't help but feel pain, his knees weakened, and he was pressed to the ground by the two old men who were driven behind him.

The dust cleared, and the pin drop could be heard in this section of the alley.

Zhu Xiaoba was almost stupid. A disabled middle-aged man who helped him up gave him a slap, and he cried "wow".

"Zhu, old, two. Long enough? ”

"Dare to ignore the ban of the owner of the village to use a knife at home, or to use a knife on your own doll?!"

The one-legged Li Laohan held the wooden crutch, narrowed his eyes into a thin line, and paced to Zhu Laoer's side. The anger in his body was as thick as substance, and the air within a radius of more than ten meters seemed to be frozen for a few points.

Zhu Laoer, who drew a knife without saying a word, didn't even have the courage to defend himself in front of the one-legged Li Laohan.

Not to mention that Li Laohan and Li Mengkong are close relatives, just say that in the battle when Li Laohan led a group of disabled veterans to guard Mengxue, there were no less than 20 officials and bandits who were killed by his own hands! After being injured and infected, Li Laohan still asked the girl in the medical and health department to sawh off his leg without sleeping Shengsan.

Once this kind of fierce man with enough qualifications and a strong background starts a real fire, Zhu Lao Er immediately shows timidity.

Zhu Laoer's fat woman ran out of the house with a rolling pin, threw the rolling pin at Zhu Laoer, and hugged Zhu Xiaoba and cried, "You are a short black killer, a Zhu butcher lying in the streets!" ”

"You just want to drive away our mother and son, so that you can leave all the family property to the four-eyed boy who has a bright head and can give you a long face."

"My poor Hachi. Let's ignore the father who killed a thousand knives, my mother went to work in the workshop, and the owner of the village could always let us live...... It's a pity that I gave birth to several children to the old Zhu family, and I can't afford to have one of the four children. I may have done evil in my previous life, and now I have ended up like this......"

Zhu Wuni and Zhu Xiaoba's mother, that is, Zhu Chen's family, is actually a continuation of the string.

The four-eyed boy's mother is Zhu Laoer's first wife. After she died of illness, Zhu Lao Er married Zhu Chen, who was strong and good at giving birth.

In other words, Zhu Chen is the stepmother of the four-eyed boy.

Zhu Chen's has no knowledge, he is good at splashing and rolling, messing around, and he loves his thin and sickly young son the most, that is, Zhu Xiaoba. She is a little smart, and she is most afraid that Zhu Lao Er will hand over all the family property to the four-eyed boy who is full of halos.

It is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs.

The onlookers, including the one-legged Li Laohan, who had a fierce face just now, all wisely kept their mouths shut, so as not to cause a commotion.

The man surnamed Yu, who was in charge of inspecting several rows of houses nearby, heard the movement, and when he rushed over, he saw the strange scene of a woman holding a young man crying, the onlookers shaking their heads speechlessly, and the man kneeling on the ground to confess.

"Ahem, excuse me. I still have important things to do, and since I have a few uncles here, I won't stay long. ”

The man surnamed Yu turned around and walked away as if he were running away, wittily getting rid of a troublesome matter.

"Yu Jia...... Hey where are you going, come back! Someone has gone under the knife, and you don't care?! Yu family boy, come back quickly...... Damn it, treacherous boy! ”

When the one-legged Li Laohan saw the man surnamed Yu coming, his eyes lit up, but he didn't expect the man surnamed Yu to turn around and flee.

Zhu Chen's crying and grabbing the ground is annoying. The one-legged old man Li rubbed his brows a few times and said, "Talking in the house, it's not enough to be ashamed of money here." ”

Zhu Laoer, who has nothing to love and hits his head on the ground, is like an amnesty. He got up from the ground and slipped through the wooden door of his house.

The one-legged old man Li rolled his eyes and walked into the Zhu family's courtyard with a wooden cane. Several old brothers followed.

Except for a few families who had an unusual relationship with the Zhu family, the other onlookers all dispersed.

Several women stepped forward to help Zhu Chen. Zhu Chen accepted it when he saw it, and pulled Zhu Xiaoba back home.

The wooden door closes.

Finally, Wang Qichen, who heard the news, rushed to Zhu's house, stuffed a sharp knife into Zhu Xiaoba's hand, and then held Zhu Xiaoba's hand and slowly stabbed it into the throat of the black pig......

Zhu Xiaoba exclaimed loudly. Xu was frightened too much in one day, he didn't faint, but threw himself into Zhu Chen's arms, crying and saying sorry for his father, and went to bed early after eating and bathing.

There are more and more people making money, and growing wealth brings more competition. Zhu Lao Er considered Zhu Xiaoba's future and forced him to see blood, and it cannot be said that Zhu Lao Er was wrong.

There are many young people like Zhu Xiaoba who can't see blood and can't bear to kill. There is a way to study well, and the rest are either forced by their families to see blood, or they will give full play to their strengths due to fate, and more are obscure and dull in life.

From the perspective of most mountain people, if you want your children to have a career, you must either study well or dare to work hard, and there is no third way.

Before Li Xiang's power developed enough young people to display their skills step by step, the mountain people of Mingyuezhuang really had no more choice.

The palm lamp was very much, and the one-legged Li Laohan, Zhu Laoer and others who were drunk and edified hooked their shoulders and went out of the gate with five and six drinks.

A few people staggered to a clearing near a steep slope. Along the hillside, rows of small courtyards made of masonry, wooden planks, rammed earth and other materials form a fan sprinkled with phosphor.

Looking diagonally down, the core workshop in the valley is brightly lit.

Looking to the east, past the hill where the Martyrs' Shrine is located, there is a new residential area of the same size.

Looking to the south, it can be clearly found that the bright moon set dozens of miles away actually illuminates a piece of sky faintly red.

"Mingyueji is so prosperous......"

After all, the one-legged Li Laohan only had one leg left, and he had been lacking exercise for a long time, so he flashed to his waist when he shot to teach Zhu Lao Er a lesson. I didn't feel it at the time, but it hurt when the breeze blew at this moment.

"Brother Li is no longer what he used to be. Old man Zhang came back with the owner of the village, and asked him to treat you? A big man with a scar on his neck quipped.

The one-legged old man Li burped, waved his hand and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't want to see that old man of Hades." Tomorrow, I will look for the female doll from the medical and health department, and then go to the mountain pass to greet the lord of the village. Are you going or not? ”

"Go, I'm going crazy when I'm idle!"

Zhu Lao Er had an idea:

"Bright Moon has everyone. There is no one in Qinling who can threaten our Mingyuezhuang, why don't the brothers go to Mingyueji to have a look? ”

"Maybe it would be interesting to stay there!"

The one-legged Li Laohan and the others thought for a while and felt that what Zhu Lao Er said was very reasonable.

Soon after, a group of injured old men broke into Mingyueji.